"Brother Nian, isn’t that right?"
"If Yu Zhiyi breaks up with Wu Jungu, wouldn’t her charm take a big hit? She just doesn’t understand my good intentions, I only want them to be happy!"
In the bedroom, Jiang Nian held his phone, laughing and rolling all over the bed.
Happiness, my ass.
Are you really hoping for their happiness? I couldn’t even bring myself to expose you; clearly, you’re just trying to satisfy your pure love blonde’s kink!
What a housewife-loving fan!
He replied to Lin Dong, "You like wholeso families?"
"No way, how could that be! I don’t have such a fetish!" Lin Dong sent seven or eight ssages, classically denying it three tis, "You’re misunderstanding , Brother Nian."
"I have good intentions, I’m truly thinking of Yu Zhiyi."
Jiang Nian responded with a husky pointing emoji.
He glanced at the photo Lin Dong had sent, looking at the image of a boy struggling to carry water, and couldn’t help but smile.
He wouldn’t send it to Wu Jungu.
Initially, he casually asked about the procedures for transferring to the boarding school, just to forge a good connection. After all, Wu Jungu was in the sa group as him, they frequently saw each other.
Later, on a whim, he helped with so relationship advice.
He spoke quite tactfully at the ti, but still offered so practical advice.
For instance, make more friends of the opposite sex; don’t focus too much on what Yu Zhiyi is doing.
But Wu Jungu couldn’t do it, nor could he let go.
Joy and sorrow vary among people; this buddy was troubled by love.
In terms of academics, he was ahead of Jiang Nian, acing weekly exams as if he wrote them without caring.
Jiang Nian was still worried about the upcoming major exams for the eighteen counties, pretty much doing his best.
Seeing that Wu Jungu’s situation was complicated, he just backed off to avoid getting affected himself. As for others, he couldn’t care less.
Noticing it was getting late, Jiang Nian hurriedly ended the chat.
Eleven-thirty at night.
Lin Dong lay in bed, staring at the red exclamation mark on his phone.
He couldn’t understand why, even though he was telling the truth, Yu Zhiyi had still deleted him.
It’s a heartless world.
Don’t those guys hanging with Yu Zhiyi know she has a boyfriend?
Clearly, they know, and that’s exactly why many people like her.
That’s the root of her charm.
Yu Zhiyi has boundaries, elevating her allure even further.
If she really fell for soone else, she’d just be a pretty girl with a great figure.
What a joke, are there not enough pretty girls in Zhenan Middle School from grades one to three?
The answer is no; not just in Zhenan Middle School, but even in Class Three. It’s hard to count the pretty girls on one hand, the class rep, Zhang Ningzhi, Chen Yunyun...
Yu Zhiyi is really foolish! Giving up her biggest advantage!
Lin Dong tossed and turned the whole night and still didn’t sleep well. Even though Yu Zhiyi deleted him, it didn’t matter much since they didn’t chat online often anyway.
He decided to help Wu Jungu, couldn’t let an honest person down!
....
Jiang Nian went to school alone in the morning, and when he felt a whim on the stairs, he glanced at Xu Qianqian’s classroom on the third floor, seeing her leaning over her seat doing howork.
He couldn’t help but be a bit startled, not... is the top student really getting anxious?
But on second thought, it made sense; after all, it was the major exams for the eighteen counties, producing an official ranking.
Zhenan is just a small county town, not notable, with really average educational resources.
It’s like a small sect’s cultivator participating in the Cultivation World’s Luotian Grand Sacrifice, a frog in the well gazing at the bright moon. Not being on the ranking list, you don’t know what’s out there.
The more talented soone is, the more they want to know their limits.
Jiang Nian didn’t have strong feelings about it; he was just average in the Olympic class. The major exams for the eighteen counties, when the list cos out, his na probably wouldn’t be there.
Not to ntion the six cities’ major exams in November, or the provincial exams at the end of the year.
When next year’s gaokao cos, the rankings will be even scarier.
A provincial rank over ten thousand, under thousands of people, probably wouldn’t even stir in his heart. Looking up, he’s surrounded by provincial talents, and on a national scale, even talents are relatively unknown.
Jiang Nian lay flat and accepted things as they were, not thinking too far ahead.
As long as he didn’t get demoted.
Upon arriving in the classroom, Zhang Ningzhi was already there early, turning her head to see Jiang Nian coming in from the front door, she couldn’t help but smile happily.
"You’re here?"
This tone, why does it feel strange? Like a little maiden returning ho.
"Yeah, that silly... that arts class, they didn’t bother you today?" Jiang Nian put down his backpack, casually asked while his eyes swept over the lemon tea on the table.
Actually, he didn’t really like it, but after drinking it once, he found it a bit addictive.
Recomnded for strict investigation.
In fact, initially, it was the transparent straw that piqued his interest, hoping that one day when Zhizhi baby handed it over, the straw would have been bitten.
Unfortunately, the other party was dense, never understanding his intention.
"No." Zhang Ningzhi was in a good mood.
She was usually a bit clueless, never having experienced such things. As soon as she spoke, Jiang Nian imdiately led her to find soone, sticking up for her.
At the ti, it left her a little dumbfounded, writing papers and doing howork during the three periods of night self-study.
Until she got ho at night, slowly slipping her body into the bathtub to soak. The mont she closed her eyes, that scene replayed in her mind, and her face instantly turned red.
"Oh, good, if not." Jiang Nian sprawled out in his seat, as if drained of energy.
The mont he entered the classroom, he was assimilated into the atmosphere, always feeling like soone had died in there. The ghost lingered, sucking the yang energy of the students in the early morning.
"Want so cookies?" Zhang Ningzhi offered a box of long cookies, the kind you dip and eat.
Jiang Nian was still adjusting to the low-pressure atmosphere of arriving in the classroom, glanced sideways at her.
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